I don’t write about road trips or vacations that have not happened yet.
I am slightly paranoid since moving back to the states about having my house broken into. I am not sure why, but I’d rather people not know that I will not be home. For this same reason, you’ll rarely find me talk on facebook about leaving for work, or going to the store.
I don’t really talk about my work, specifically.
You never know who is reading your blog, and I don’t want to get fired, or reprimanded, or even make enemies because I am talking shit about work. I will also rarely talk about my husbands work in specifics.
I don’t gossip about family issues.
Again for the reasons above, I would hate to say “my (relative) is a (adjective) (noun)” and then have it get back to said relative.
I don’t talk about politics, or my personal political views.
Everyone is entitled to any opinion. And I have mine, but on the same hand I don’t know that I am educated enough of any political subject to defend my views intelligently, so I just don’t. I actually don’t talk about this with anyone, not even my husband.